Wet Gravel Bricks

Hi.

Good rainy-morning.

Know what? I love rainy mornings. It feels cold, that you don't need to turn your broken fan on. Then everything's just like covered by icy layers, makes standing on the floor or sleeping on the bed like heaven. And the smell of rain, the cold wind.. Ah, never get better.

But the streets are full of puddles.

Yesterday, I worked, or by other word, hanged out at the nearby Café (Wow!) in a Sport Club, in the midst of super-raging rain. And in every meeting, stupidity happens. Stupidity? Yes, stupid things.

And I managed to get some snap shots. Ever wonder what does a watermelon do on the top of a swimming pool roof?

Yes, that is true. And while we were hanging out, one poor chair was sacrificed to be a wasteland.

I pity that chair.

But rain and cold morning is not enough. I need snow.. And Switzerland.